Chapter 34 Logan
LOGAN
Fuck, how much I missed having a proper chase. With prey that’s actually scared instead of hiding behind a tree, waiting to attack me. Someone I don’t have to choke into submission first after rolling around in the dirt for minutes, although I do enjoy that from time to time.
Lily goes stiff in my hold as I cut through her shirt, and even when I put my knife aside to rip the last few threads with my hands and tear the shirt off of her body, she doesn’t dare to breathe.
Stroking over her skin, up to her neck to wrap my hand around her throat, I can’t grasp how someone can be so fucking soft. Like temptation in its purest form, Lily trembles under my touch. Arching her back so beautifully for me, as if she was made to be used.
Reaching for my knife, I trail the blade over her exposed abdomen. Down, over the fabric of her skirt until I can push it up. Lily flinches as I press the dull edge against her soaked panties, searching for Max’s gaze—but his eyes are trained on my knife.
“Get your cock out, need to shut her up,” I growl.
Lily whimpers, louder this time, and a grin tugs at my lips.
“See, that’s why we need to stuff your pretty mouth,” I say condescendingly while Max steps closer.
With his hand wrapped around his cock, he slowly strokes himself while he takes in the image in front of him. Lily must be a sight to behold, trembling in fear but still opening her mouth like the obedient pet she is.
“Make him feel good, and I won’t hurt you,” I whisper, tightening my grip on her neck. “Not too much, at least.”
When Lily’s lips wrap around Max’s cock, his moan rumbles deep in his chest. I don’t give them time to adjust. Instead, I grab a fistful of Lily’s hair to use her like a toy to get Max off.
He groans, pulling his bottom lip between his teeth, and I hope—for him—that he has enough self-control for tonight. Because I won’t stop anytime soon. Not until I’ve claimed my pets in all the filthy ways they secretly desire.
“Our pretty little prey, completely at our mercy.” Pressing my hips against Lily’s half-exposed ass, I groan when she moves. “Lured us out here, made us chase her… All because she wants to get fucked stupid. You could have just asked, sweetheart.”
Max shifts his hips, making Lily take him deeper, and it’s only when the sound of her struggling mixed with Max’s desperate expression evokes a bit of compassion in me that I give her a second to breathe.
I wanted to savor it. Wanted to revel in the pain of denying myself the pleasure of sinking into a tight, wet hole for as long as possible, but chasing Lily made me weak. Too much adrenaline courses through my veins, turning me into a beast that doesn’t want to wait but to ravish.
Letting go of Lily, I hook my knife under the waistband of her panties, cutting them off in one swift motion. Max groans as Lily starts moving her head on her own, probably doing that dirty little thing with her tongue, but as he sees me opening my pants, he clears his throat.
“What about letting me get her ready,” he forces out through gritted teeth, words trailing off into a whimper as Lily tries to take him deeper.
“Your fault for picking such a perfect toy.”
I slide my fingers through her slick folds, making Lily cry out when I softly pinch her clit before I lift my hand to show Max the mess she’s made.
“Look how wet she is, just from getting her face fucked.”
Smearing her juices over my cock, I line myself up with her hole to finally—fucking finally—claim her, but I can’t see past the look on Max’s face.
“You promised,” he says, glancing down at Lily for a moment. “Tongue out, baby.”
“No, I didn’t.”
I don’t know exactly what brought his sass back, but I’m wondering if he should be wrecked, with his face down in the dirt, to remind him of his place.
“Also, I have duct tape in my pocket, and I’ll gladly use it,” I add, tugging on Lily’s hair.
I slide my cock over her pussy, and the sound that leaves her can be interpreted as demanding.
“Where are your manners, sweetheart? Be a good girl and beg for my cock. Beg me to fucking ruin you.”
“Please,” she moans when I rub over her clit.
“Please, what,” I hiss, trailing my fingers down the path of her spine until she arches her back even more, pressing her needy pussy against my cock.
“Fuck me,” she forces out. She wants to drop her head in shame, but Max is quick to cradle her face, sliding his cock over her lips.
There seems to be some silent conversation going on because after breathing in deeply, Lily speaks up again.
“Please, sir, fuck me.”
Lily is so tight it almost hurts when I bury my cock inside of her in one brutal thrust, making her cry out to a God that won’t come to help her.
She’s mine now, just like Max. Mine to break, mine to put back together.
“All. Fucking. Mine,” I growl in between harsh thrusts, pushing Max’s cock deeper down her throat. She’s trapped between us, and from the way her cunt clenches around me, I don’t think there’s a place on earth she’d rather be.
“Logan, I don’t know how much longer—“
The look on Max’s face tells me it’s only a matter of minutes if we continue like this, so I give him a nod, and he takes a step back while I slide my hand up Lily’s back. Touching her with the uttermost softness until my fingers tangle in her hair.
I push her down, pressing the side of her face against the dewy forest ground. Lifting her hips up with my free hand, the new angle allows me to fuck her so deep and hard she tries to whimper my name with every thrust.
Her body screams for the last bit of stimulation to send her over the edge, so I snake my hand underneath her. I fuck her with a force that has my fingers rubbing over her clit with every move, and just as I feel her muscles starting to tense up, I pull my hand away.
Ruined orgasm or not, her pussy still gets so tight, like she wants to trap my fucking cock. So tight that no amount of self-control is enough to stop my orgasm.
Somehow, I still manage to pull out. Streaks of white coat her pussy, a mix of my cum and her wetness slowly dripping out of her, and the image alone is enough to keep my cock hard for hours.
Lily wants to sink down on the ground with quivering legs, but my bruising grip keeps her in position.
“There’s something I did promise you, sunshine,” I say, looking at Max, whose cock is slick with so much spit and precum one could think he had been fucking her just a moment ago. “So, wanna lick her clean?”
Max doesn’t need to be asked twice. He comes over, grabbing Lily’s thighs as soon as he kneels next to me. She yelps when he lifts her up, but the yelping turns into moaning when he buries his face in her cunt like a man starved.
She tries to grind over his tongue, and just when I want to scold him for spoiling her, he pulls back.
“You’re not going to come on my tongue tonight, baby. You’re gonna come on my fucking cock.”
Turning Lily around, he pins her arms over her head as he looms over her, using his free hand to slide his cock over her pussy.
“Not like this,” I say, swatting his hand away. “A little more effort, sunshine.”
The cocky grin is back on his face as he pulls Lily up with ease to pull her onto his lap. Her back is pressed flush against his chest as she melts into his touch, even more so when he trails his hands up and down her body.
Max grabs her thighs, and Lily gasps, looking a little nervous when he hooks his arms underneath her knees and lifts her up. With every attempted movement of hers, her skirt hitches up higher, exposing her pretty pussy. So wet, like she’s crying for our cocks.
Agonizingly slow, Max begins to lower Lily onto his cock, letting out a strangled moan once he’s fully inside her.
“That’s all you got?” I ask, twisting my knife around.
Lily gasps in surprise as Max presses her legs closer to his chest, spreading her open until I can see every minuscule move as his cock stretches her out.
“Happy?” His voice is strained, making it obvious he’s holding back. Putting my satisfaction above his own pleasure, and damn, if that doesn’t drive me crazy.
“Very.”